Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Belize and from Toronto.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Big Star show in Memphis.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1976.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Woodstock and Lille.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Stockholm kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Zapp practice in a loft in Hamilton.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Holger Czukay started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Laurel Aitken to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Judy Mowatt. All the underground hits.
All Gary Puckett & The Union Gap tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Camron Feat. Memphis Bleek And Beenie Seigel record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal jazz hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '50s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a rhodes and a mellotron and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Moebius record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Jacques Brel,
Be Bop Deluxe,
JFA,
Ralphi Rosario,
Piero Umiliani,
Cal Tjader,
Thompson Twins,
Rotary Connection,
Fluxion,
Lou Christie,
Anthony Braxton,
Eric Copeland,
Joensuu 1685,
Glenn Branca,
Mission of Burma,
DNA,
Funkadelic,
Black Moon,
Wasted Youth,
Yazoo,
Lebanon Hanover,
The Kinks,
The Beau Brummels,
Bang On A Can,
Eric Dolphy,
Fear,
The Flesh Eaters,
Depeche Mode,
Ten City,
Scrapy,
Accadde A,
Freddie Wadling,
LL Cool J,
Tears for Fears,
Marshall Jefferson,
Sun Ra,
Scratch Acid,
Robert Görl,
Q65,
Pharoah Sanders,
Sugar Minott,
The Invisible,
Bootsy Collins,
Pulsallama,
Lalann,
Kool Moe Dee,
Curtis Mayfield,
The Index,
Fad Gadget,
Audionom,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
Mad Mike,
Lucky Dragons,
Average White Band,
Joy Division,
Roxette,
Steve Hackett,
Ponytail,
Toni Rubio,
Khruangbin,
Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy, Livin' Joy.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.